Dreamer

Chasing and dreaming
Wondering what to be
Because law school just wasn't for me

Lost in translation
Blinded by hope
Wishing and still dreaming
Wanting it the most

JOURNALIST is what i call me
JOURNALIST is what i want to be
But sometimes JOURNALIST strays so far from me

Distant but yet so close
Like i said i want it the most

Waiting patiently for the recession to end
Not wanting to be stuck in the newspaper pen

So until i develop my own unique field
I guess am just another girl....chasing a dream

Habit

I try to stop breathing but its a habit that's hard to break
Like me talking to you and you talking to me
Like me moving on and leaving you in the past and you always being there
Constantly

Like biting my nails, even though i want to stop
I can't
The taste of hard, flesh tone material growing out of my fingers fascinates me
Like your taste fascinates my senses, addicts me, wanting me not to stop

Bad habits are everywhere like smoking
Well, i don't smoke but sometimes i think your the equivalent to any addiction
Don't get me wrong i like breathing and biting my nails
But like the two i can't stop
Loving you